Spencer Declares his Love

The next morning, Kate woke up to find herself in Spencer’s embrace. She started to stretch out the kinks. A voice interrupted her movements.

“Good morning, Kate.”

She turned to Spencer. “Good morning. Sleep well?”

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Kate Falls for Spencer

The more she thought about it, the more she realized that her relationship with John had mostly been on the surface, not very deep. John had never read her poetry, seldom cooked for her, and rarely hugged or kissed her. Yet, she thought he had been in love with her and she with him. They held hands at the movies or at the park, but that was about it. She wondered now, why she had held onto him as long as she had. She seemed to be in love deeper with Spencer than she had ever been with John, and she and Spencer weren’t even that close. She pondered this oddity until Spencer came back with his water. She actually looked forward to spending more time with him. Especially as compassionate and tender as he’d been so far.

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An Announcement!!

Dear Readers,

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That Evening

After their delicious soup which was as good as advertised from the tantalizing smells earlier, Spencer played with Sarah in the tub while Kate cleaned up the dishes. Spencer squirted bath toys, stirred up the water to make more bubbles, and dumped water over Sarah’s head, much to her delight. “More! More!” she squealed.

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The Saturday After Thanksgiving

Spencer hadn’t seen or talked to Kate since their big Wednesday dinner. He was a little concerned, but didn’t know if he should call her or not. Considering Sarah was involved, maybe he should. He knew Kate wouldn’t do anything dangerous, he believed that was in the past and dealt with, but he didn’t know if they were eating right or taking care of themselves as well as they should.

Spencer called Kate that afternoon. His curiosity was getting the better of him. His call went to voice mail, but that was no big deal.

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Kate and Spencer Watch the News

“Kate, honey, the news is on. Kate,” Spencer whispered. He stretched on the bed behind her, wincing at the squeak his movement made. He gently rubbed her shoulder, trying to rouse her. “What?” she asked, turning over.

“The news is on, do you want to watch?”

She nodded and got up and stretched out her arms. “Did everybody go home?” she whispered.

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Kate has a Meltdown

“I’m scared for her, what if something happens to me? She can’t lose any more parents!” Kate wiped away tears with her sleeve.

Spencer held her in his arms for a few minutes while she cried, wiping away her tears with his thumbs. Kate fell onto the bed, kicking off her shoes. Spencer pulled up a blanket, covered her and left the room.

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Eating with Friends

Spencer said a blessing over the food, then it was mild chaos passing the dishes around.

“Hey, is that Cookie Monster on your bib?” Andrew asked Sarah.

Sarah shook her head, too afraid to speak. “Oh, I know who it is. It’s Oscar the Grouch.”

Again Sarah shook her head. “Elmo,” she whispered.

“Oh, that’s right. Elmo. I think he’s pretty cool.” He gave her a wink.

Sarah nodded, then looked at her mom and asked, “We eat now?”

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Dinner Guests Arrive

They finished up their work and the doorbell rang. Kate went to the door. “Hi, Andrew, Matt, come on in.” They stepped in and commented the aromas were tantalizing. “Thanks, I’ll take your coats after you bring your goodies to the kitchen.”

“Look who’s here,” she said to Spencer.

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